Snowflakes.
I was musing one day. It's not easy musing; you have to learn how to play the auto-harp, and I'll tell you, that June Carter did not have it easy, even with Johnny Carson by her side. I don't know why they call it an auto-harp: it doesn't do ANYTHING. The first time I mused, I was looking for the play button. When my mom walked in and saw me giving it verbal commands, that's when I started wearing the helmet.
So I was musing one day, and I got a terrible itch in my eye.
So, I'm scratching my eye, and I'm thinking about how even though some people look sorta like other people - like those nice men that look like Cher (so lucky to be born with such brightly coloured hair and such large breasts) - no one is really the same. Then my maid came in and turned on the light, and I said "Careful, don't wanna hurt my eyes." Then she said something about not making my identical-twin play the auto-harp and I threw my helmet at her.
The truth is that we are all completely different. No two snowflakes are the same. We each have our own special identities and problems. Folks, I'm gonna level with you : we are all special, so you gotta learn to deal with being like everybody else.
So I was musing one day, and I got a terrible itch in my eye.
So, I'm scratching my eye, and I'm thinking about how even though some people look sorta like other people - like those nice men that look like Cher (so lucky to be born with such brightly coloured hair and such large breasts) - no one is really the same. Then my maid came in and turned on the light, and I said "Careful, don't wanna hurt my eyes." Then she said something about not making my identical-twin play the auto-harp and I threw my helmet at her.
The truth is that we are all completely different. No two snowflakes are the same. We each have our own special identities and problems. Folks, I'm gonna level with you : we are all special, so you gotta learn to deal with being like everybody else.